"So, Ashley, tell me a little about yourself?"
Bradley was sat opposite her on a small circular table. He asked her that cliche first date question, the kind that sent shivers down her spine and made her cringe.
"Oh no, you're not that type of guy, are you?" Willow shook her head and crinkled her nose up.
"What type of guy?" Bradley shrugged his shoulders and laughed, he literally didn't know what he did.
"You pretend you're a good listener and I easily fall for you and then get this big shock when you're really a... how do I put it politely, douche?" She explained, sipping on the red wine he bought her, it tasted expensive. She pointed to the glass "exhibit A"
"What? Just because I went all out on the wine doesn't mean I'm a douche, it means I'm trying to impress you" Bradley raised his eyebrow and smiled playfully "because believe it or not, I kind of like you, and I'm hoping you like me too"
"I'm here, aren't I?" Willow smirked
"I just don't want to be he guy that walks into the furthest cafe away from his house every morning to see a girl that he had never really spoke to, I want to be the guy that asks her out and sees where it goes" he retaliated "so trust me, I'm far from that guy you're describing"
"Fine" Willow looked down at the menu and it her lip, she inhaled and looked back up "I grew up with my aunt and uncle, my parents had me young and didn't want me. When I graduated neither did my aunt or uncle. So I left home and I've fended for myself ever since" She saw the shock in his face when he realised she was really telling the truth, full disclosure. That's how she knew if he was for real or not. "So I've moved to different places because I don't like to get attached too easily, and probably in a few months I'll move somewhere else"
"Wow, no stopping you is there" Bradley was blown away with the amount of information he was just given, he tried to process it, he tried to act like a normal person would. But a normal person would go home and never speak to her again. Bradley, on the other hand was not put off by that. "Why did you tell me that?"
"I wanted to see if I could scare you off" she smirked
"I'm a lot more resilient than that" Bradley leant in and whispered "it takes a lot more than a sad background to chase me away"
Willow put her hand forward, not looking where it was going but with intentions to lift the glass and sip the wine so she didn't look too smiley. But instead of smoothly grasping the glass, she miscalculated and ended up knocking it over.
Willow jumped back and watched in slow motion as the red liquid splashed all over the white table cloth and all over Bradley's pristine white, neatly ironed shirt.
She thought of her most embarrassing moment and then timed it by ten. She could feel her cheeks flush red, almost as red as Bradley's shirt.
She was silent for a minute, worrying he might be angry. But Bradley started to laugh, he looked down and started to howl with laughter as Willow collected napkins and tried dabbing the stain away.
"Ashley, I hate to break this to you, but I don't think the stain is going to come out" Bradley shook his head
"Oh my god I am so sorry" Willow still continued to dab the shirt dry "it's not coming out"
Bradley grabbed her hand and forced her to stop "its fine, honestly" he told her "it's just a shirt, I have plenty more at home"
"Are you sure? I can pay for it to be dry cleaned" she bargained, feeling really bad because now he had to sit through the night with an obvious stain.
"I will be okay, it's just a shirt" he laughed
The waiter came up to their table with a notepad and asked them if they were ready to order.
"Actually, can we just have the bill?" Willow asked to Bradley's surprise.
She looked towards him "you really don't want to sit there covered in red wine, and I'd much prefer ordering a pizza to my place instead of all of this posh nonsense"
"Is it done?" Willow asked when she saw Elijah "did you call them?"
"Yes" Elijah threw his phone down onto the bed "for all of the people in your previous life, they now understand that life was too painful to carry on; your suicide note was delivered and your car pushed off into the river"
And finally it was done. All ties had been cut, but the memories of that place will still last a life time.
Losing your memory - Ryan Star
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Willow ↠ Elijah Mikaelson
Fanfiction"And to give you the life you've always wanted, Willow, I'm going to have to let you go" Willow Matthews was a bright spark, she was well known and well looked after. That was until, she went missing. The Mikaelson's were in the midst of a battle w...
